Darling son got in trouble for not taking his homework to school last week. He had done it, he just left it sitting on his desk here at home.
I must admit I saw it sitting there that morning and I didn’t rush to the school to drop it off but decided instead to let him take his lumps for it. I thought I was teaching him a lesson.
Last night he and I were catching up on his language and I figured out that he really didn’t understand what was going on. He’s also behind in his music because some where along the way he missed some parts of that as well. Let’s not even talk about the big science test he has on Wednesday or the huge spelling package that he has to hand in on Thursday. Oh, and there’s also a French test on Friday. I’m now finding myself spending most of my evenings reteaching darling son what he should have been taught during the day.
He’s overwhelmed and so now he’s shut down.
On top of that he now has to stay after school tomorrow because he left his homework at home.
He’s a well behaved, polite kid at school. He wants to grow up to play hockey in the NHL and doesn’t have any idea why he needs to learn all this other stuff.
I feel like I’m just yelling at him all the time.
We’re both unhappy.
There’s got to be a better way.